When I was at school in Mauritius, a small country where people knew everything about everyone else, more than half a century ago, one teacher was known to be a betting man. In the middle of a lesson he would tell the class about his day at the races (there is one of the world’s oldest horse-racing track on the island, called Le Champ de Mars). When he had a record win of Rs.187.50 for a one rupee bet, he devoted the whole lesson explaining how that came about. Like Kekule, he had had a dream: He saw himself at the Champ de Mars waiting for the off, and became aware of a white line at his feet. Then the line began squirming and started moving in a straight line from his feet towards the finishing line of the race. At that point he knew he had to place his bet on the combination Lampréco-Bambinette, which he did, and earned him that record win. Simple explanation: In french speaking Mauritius, white line = ligne blanche. Ligne meant Lampréco and Blanche stood for Bambinette. He must have spent his winnings very fast, for within a week he was borrowing money from my school friends!